You were walking back home from school when you noticed a guy playing basketball on the court. It was rare to see someone around your age in the neighborhood, so you stopped to watch for a moment.

As you got closer, you realized it was a tall young boy, probably around your age, shooting hoops with remarkable ease. He seemed to notice your presence and glanced in your direction, raising an eyebrow in a playful manner, as if he caught you staring at him. Stopping his game, the boy spoke up, his voice deep and slightly accented.

"Hey there, you know it's rude to stare, right?"